Gravebriar

by Casey L. Bond

Spellsweet witch could make you attractive to everyone or only one, or make people forget you existed for a time. I was very tempted to buy the latter for tonight but refrained. Mother somehow always remembered me.

I’d once believed that scars and wounds belonged to the one who earned them, but now realized they could be passed down from generation to generation.

The entire setup was ethereal and whimsical, a tribute to the nine Covens of Cauldron,

This is all that needed to be said, not go into detail aboht ALL nine differet tables that was just way too many words and imagery to keep up with.

fearful.

Her parents have little faith in her...why the fear..

“What else am I supposed to look at?” I teased. He guffawed. “You aren’t just looking because I’m all there is to see.”

Im finding that im a little disappointed by the enemies to lovers trope being passed over so easily. There could have been more tension, and buildup to their flirtation which to me would be more rewarding then just one page of disdain immediatrly moving to trust and flirting

Was his guard down with me? He barely knew me.

Thats what im saying

“Do you miss Bog?” he asked out of nowhere, closing his eyes, the dark lashes fanning onto his cheeks.

Sus... She was just thinking about him

On my wrist, something rattled and cool metal slid along my skin. A small, silver bracelet with two dainty charms — one forming an S and the other of Bog, right down to his suctioning toes and the dark spots that decorated his back.

Also sus.. I feel like he has other intentions

“How coincidental, Forge Silverthorn, that you led her to the only one who could release the lock on her power, and that you’ve garnered her trust so that she would give you the briar you seek for Artemis?”

Literally what i was thinking

The feel of his hand, warm in mine, clutching it tightly, him carrying me further into the sea as he kissed me so feverishly it couldn’t have been fake.

Desire is different than love though

“Arum is Artemis.